So, the past two weeks have been fucking awesome.  Last weekend I rocked Bamboozle with my best friend.  All my friends came over my house for a party Friday and we got good and drunk.  Then, I spent this weekend in the Hamptons in the pool with my crazy yet awesome family.  And tomorrow, I’m leaving for New Delhi, India en route to Dharamsala, where I am going to meet the Dalai Lama.  Right now I wouldn’t trade my life with some else’s for a million dollars, and that feels great.

probably going to get a tattoo tomorrow. just cuz i want it.

been thinking about the past a lot lately.  i wish i could do it all again. not even differently, just get a chance to be sixteen again, be ten again, be eighteen again.  it’s hard, because in order to grow you have to keep one eye on the past to see what you’re running away from and growing against.  on the other hand, dwelling on the past makes the present taste a little less sweet.  but its hard, because in some cases i wish i could have done some things differently and had more fun when i was younger and i could.  guess this is what growing up is like. bleh.

cooked dinner for my family today and we all sat down and ate together.  doesn’t happen enough and it made me so happy. <3